Wings!

Others tell us to spread our wings. The implication is that we are the ones who do the spreading. However, don’t we need favorable circumstances? Encouragement from others? A lucky break? Or some unexpected event that suddenly lifts us up and prompts us to soar?

I know what it feels like when my wings are fully spread. It becomes easy to expand my POV, and broaden my horizons. I feel lighter, happier, clearer. I’m creative as heck, surrounded by plenty of white space, with a cocky confidence that says, I’ve got this!

But what makes our wings spread in the first place?

Important because maybe we’ve had it backwards all along. Maybe we don’t need to wait for something to happen before we spread our wings. Maybe spreading our wings is what makes something happen.